Simulation Hockey League

So Sherrill decides him and fellow Playboy pair, Benjamin Reid, haven't thrown a party in quite awhile. So Sherrill decides to call Benji up and see if he would be down.

Sherrill: "Dude, so I was thinking of throwing a party like we did with the Whalers. Lets have it a couple days before the season starts so everybody can get over their hangovers haha!"

Benjamin Reid: "Sounds awesome. Lets do it"

Sherrill starts planning, he wants it to be an epic event and gets on the phone and calls his fellow S20 buddies, who have yet to experience a playboy pair party. He gets Sam Samsinov, Nathan Russell, Dean Colt, and Niklas Wikstrom on board with the plan. Party is going to be at Sherrill's house.

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He wants each of them to start making a list of friends they want to come. And, that he will need some help setting up the party. This will not be just a normal open party.

Sherrill waits until the next day, and announces it to the rest of team. Tells them to just email him a list of people they want to invite, and that they can just come to the party and don't need to do anything. This will be a "treat".

2 days later, and its party night. The S20 Wolfpack Crew has finished setting up and the party is about to get started. The DJ is setup and starts with some music, the first of many kegs gets tapped, bottles start popping, and then people just start pouring in.



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A long ass line starts forming in front of Sherrill's house. This is already getting packed and we are only 30 minutes into the night. The high priority people of course can come right on in, but Sherrill leaves off Willie Weber.....on propose. Haha. Willie is sitting there with these 2 hot chicks he brought, and the bouncers are telling him he isn't on the list! He tries calling Sherrill who answers his phone and asks "What's up?"...while knowing what this call is probably about...

Weber: "Ummm this bouncer-douche won't let me in. Says I'm not on the list"

Sherrill: "Oh hold on, I'll be there in a second"

Sherrill heads to the door and gets outside and sees Weber with his chicks....

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Sherrill talks to the bouncer, and heads back inside. The bouncer says "Alright ya'll can go in." Weber lets the girls go before him, but all of the sudden the bouncer puts his hand up and stops Weber. "Not you". At this point, Weber has the confused look on his face. But he knows whats up. He shouts..."Oh so funny guys..." He sits there for about 10 more seconds, and now he is getting a little worried. The bouncer says "End of the line, please. Make room for the VIP's." Weber starts getting his phone out to call Sherrill again. At that time Sherrill opens the door and says "Fine...Come on". Weber punches Sherrill on the way inside and tells him that he will have another hit coming in practice.

Sherrill laughs, but knows he probably will pay for that. Once Weber gets in though, he sees the party is really rocking. Weber finds his chicks and heads to the bar.

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Sherrill tries to find Whikstrom to see what he is doing, and Sherrill finds him on the dance floor. The one place where Whiki shouldn't be, especially after drinking. Sherrill gets his phone out and records a little to pass around later...

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Then, Sherrill goes to the bar and rounds up all the S20 guys. "To this upcoming season and the future party that we will have when we get that Challenge Cup"

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Right after that, there is some commotion at the entrance to the house.

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Snoop dogg decides to show up...

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And he also brought Willie Nelson...man this party has it all.

Sherrill grabs Reid tells him, we need to find our chicks for the night. Reid agrees. They go scouting to see whats up. The run into Dean Colt...who seemed to use those "I am a Professional Hockey Player" skills to the limit...

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What the fuck? How did he do that? Oh well good on him.

Reid starts pointing to this group of chicks and says he can't stop checking out on of them. I tell him to go for it, and that I would come be his wingman, but I think I spot my future bed partner....

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Damn. I walk up to her and she immediately starts all up on me. I look back to see how Reid is doing...

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Heh, that's my PIC. :ph34r:

After a song or two of dancing with this chick, she tells me that I am hers tonight. That's good enough for me. This chick is banging. Actually we are banging 10 minutes later in my bedroom. It was AMAZING....So about 2 minutes after we started, I exit the room to get back to the party.

I get back to the floor to see Miller and Donini trying to to do body shots off these chicks...

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This place is getting crazier then imagined. Everybody is having a blast, nobody is being stupid. Which is suprising for this team...At least so far.

The night starts getting later and somebody finds Kaspars Tsizling all passed out from too much Jagerbombs.

Kovalenko and Vyskoč decide to dress him up as a North Star

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Pretty accurate.

Phil Schenn for some damn reason is creeping on all the girls on the dance floor.

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Not to be outdone by Tennyson...who umm...has beer googles?

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The party starts winding down and everybody starts clearing out except for whoever from the team needs to stay....because they are passed out.


Sherrill heads to bed and keeps getting notifications on his phone. Twitter, Facebook and Reddit are all blowing up about how fanfuckintastic this party was...


"OMG BEST PARTY EVER!! XOXOXOXO!!! #Wolfpack"

"DAT SHIT WAS DA BOMB!!! #Wolfpack4Cup"

"#Wolfpack really know how to party. Plus it helps they have the hottest players on their team! #Drool"

"Who the fuck stole my shoelaces?"

Then he gets a text from the chick from earlier in the night...

"Ummm...I put my number in your phone after I snuck back into your room later on. I hope that is ok. By the way, I read some of your texts. I don't care that you are talking to so many other girls. I will just become your girlfriend and we can take care of that where it won't happen anymore"

"Oh shit..."

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Go big or go home. Playboy pair throw the best parties. Maybe if you are nice to me you can be invited to the party at the end of the season, after the wolfpack win the cup. I will invite pretty much everybody, except maybe those toronto scrubs.

Quote:Originally posted by Bowhuntr11@Nov 26 2014, 05:51 PM

The night starts getting later and somebody finds Kaspars Tsizling all passed out from too much Jagerbombs.

Kovalenko and Vyskoč decide to dress him up as a&nbsp; North Star

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Pretty accurate.

YUP

Interesting read :lol: sounded like a fun party

I sucked on those titties for 14 hours.